Tuesday, November 2, 2010

"Mommy, Jesus told Zacheaus and me that we need to go to chicken-a (chick-fil-a)". We did. What do you want to drink? "Large Diet Coke with no ice." Um, no. "But Jesus said Mommy."

When a cashier rudely insists on having my phone number, I have the habit of changing the last digit. Well today, I looked like an idiot, when Lillian corrected me. Why did I think it was a good idea for her to know our phone number??